I want out . If this sounds like begging .. it is And it's taking a toll. Tearing the inside of what's left Tenderized a mince meat pie I'm stricken by Miss's Lovett and her line The time of day is never on my side when I come near and she flees from my sight some time I can be a mess more or less but morals non the less am I a man a monster baring teeth of the beasts why do I get a inkling of some other part is missing or I'm crazy maybe miss Lovett is just to busy hmm ... The bell to my beast better leave it alone fantasising a formal gown a suit tailored to fit What a world it would be living in if Miss Lovett had let me in.